Just
a few weeks ago, our brother Ramiro Yglesias, coordinator of the
Hoyada Verde, in the province of Contumazá, left at dawn to visit an
area where libraries need to be revived. In one of the closed curves
of the road, the collective car in which he was travelling fell into
the ravine. Two of the five passengers died. Ramiro was severely
injured. For this Assembly of our Network, Ramiro called us by phone,
we put him on speaker phone, and he read us a poem he had written:
The
story of my destiny
The
story that I have went through
has
touched the heart
and
not being with friends
is
a desolation.
Life
brings us pains
and
also a lot of joy
I
always have hope
that
we'll be together someday.
Today
I was born again
a
new life starts
with
the consolation of you all
I
think it calms the wound.
To
heal, not only
science
is needed
the
flowers also heal us
when
one remembers
My
libraries what will they do
when
I no longer visit
I
cannot keep the register
because
I find myself unwell.
Finally
I say goodbye
Please
do not cry
my
greetings to you all
in
the central office.
We
are here but also there with you, Ramiro!
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